Everything in her mind is screaming at her to stop this nonsense, to not lose her will and fire to this person who did not clearly deserve it. But there's that rational part saying it's the only way and the small, very small and tiny part of her that has a small bit of excitement to such a thing. Something that had been steadily growing to be heard, something that causes pale skin to have a slight hint of pink despite herself. Ugh, what is that even.
But his words, his questions, those are what she forces herself to focus on, merely keeping her eyes on the floor until she figures the proper time to act in this situation.
To hear and see what she plans, that... is not what she was expecting or wanting to hear and the small bit of flinch is enough to suggest as such.
"I have no choice in the matter, ultimately." She speaks softly, though she's finally turning her gaze back to him. The usual defiance has died out for the time being, merely examining his face to see where to even start when it comes to it.
May as well see and act based on how he reacts, after all. Taking a deep breath she raises herself from her knees just enough to be about waist level with him, hands delicately reaching out to allow fingertips to run from the sides of his waist towards his groin. Though she's very pointedly getting just centimeters from him until they move again, dancing to his thighs instead.
"As sheltered as I might have seemed, there are things even I can't deny. Urges of the human body, looking for what information I could, being able to find resources to deal with such things..."
Her hands are moving again, fingers giving featherlight touches to his cock in particular. "There's an art to this sort of thing, I've realized. There's no fun in going immediately and quickly for release and it's just a cheap thrill." But she does scoot a little closer, lips brushing his waist as she speaks again. "I can do so much more than the rest of them, drag things out to something worth remembering."
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But his words, his questions, those are what she forces herself to focus on, merely keeping her eyes on the floor until she figures the proper time to act in this situation.
To hear and see what she plans, that... is not what she was expecting or wanting to hear and the small bit of flinch is enough to suggest as such.
"I have no choice in the matter, ultimately." She speaks softly, though she's finally turning her gaze back to him. The usual defiance has died out for the time being, merely examining his face to see where to even start when it comes to it.
May as well see and act based on how he reacts, after all. Taking a deep breath she raises herself from her knees just enough to be about waist level with him, hands delicately reaching out to allow fingertips to run from the sides of his waist towards his groin. Though she's very pointedly getting just centimeters from him until they move again, dancing to his thighs instead.
"As sheltered as I might have seemed, there are things even I can't deny. Urges of the human body, looking for what information I could, being able to find resources to deal with such things..."
Her hands are moving again, fingers giving featherlight touches to his cock in particular. "There's an art to this sort of thing, I've realized. There's no fun in going immediately and quickly for release and it's just a cheap thrill." But she does scoot a little closer, lips brushing his waist as she speaks again. "I can do so much more than the rest of them, drag things out to something worth remembering."